Monday, May 15, 2017

*Book Blitz* Looking for Trouble by Stacey Mosteller

Looking for Trouble
Stacey Mosteller
(Nashville U #1)
Published by: Swoon Romance
Publication date: September 20th 2016
Genres: New Adult, Romance

Allergic to fun


He’s all dirty jokes and curse words, while she’s quiet and shy. She blends into the background, while he is the center of everyone’s attention.
Clay Mitchell never expected to fall in love. Especially not with a girl he’s known all his life and one who’s always been off-limits.
Opposites might attract, but in this case of explosive chemistry, someone’s heart is bound to be shattered.
As enemies become friends and friends morph into more; Clay has definitely met his match.
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     Finally, Clay takes my hand, forcing me to stop and meet his intense gaze. "Chill," he says in a scratchy voice. "I'm not going to hurt you." I snort in disbelief and his eyes go flat. "I mean it, Kat. You've had a rough night, and I wouldn't make it worse..." he trails off, thinking. "At least, not on purpose." One side of his mouth tips up in a small grin, and I feel myself smile back at him.  
     "Sorry," I tell him sheepishly. He shrugs, but doesn't say anything, so I take the shrug to mean "don't worry about it." 
     Silence falls between us, but for once it's not an uncomfortable silence. After a minute or so, I'm unable to keep my eyes on his. It feels too intimate, especially tonight. My stomach feels like a thousand butterflies have taken up residence inside it, a feeling I've never had before, and one that definitely isn't one I would associate with Clay. The Clay sitting across from me though is someone completely foreign to me. He's being nice, sweet even, and it's disconcerting. The tension in the room becomes thick, and it feels like something important is about to happen.
     Where before, I was the one unable to sit still, now it's him. The longer we sit not speaking, the more he moves, trying to get comfortable. He shifts from side-to-side, straightens, so he's no longer hunched forward, then rubs the back of his neck with one hand like he's got a crick in it. 
     "So," he starts, "uh...are you sure you're okay?" I nod, my throat feeling like there's a knot inside it. God, this is so awkward. At my nod, he does the same, then stands. Clay shoves his hands back in his jeans' pockets and looks longingly towards the door. 
     I stand, and he moves closer to the door. "I guess I'll see you later?" he asks, opening the door and sighing visibly in relief when he's standing in the hallway. I walk to the doorway too and look up at him. 
     "Yeah, see you in class, Clay. Thanks know...coming to check on me tonight." I smile up at him, and he gives me one in response. Then, before I can anticipate it, he leans down, so his mouth is close to my ear, and I instinctively turn to see what he's doing. He was aiming to kiss my cheek, but I don't figure that out until it's too late, and instead, he kisses my lips. 
     Frozen in shock, neither of us move. Our lips are barely touching, but it's enough that I feel like mine are on fire. His eyes are as wide as I know mine are, and I gasp, pulling away quickly. I raise a suddenly shaking hand to my lips, and he straightens, standing stiffly. 
     "Sorry," he mutters, before turning away and practically running down the steps. I'm left standing in my open doorway, staring after him like an idiot. The only thing I can think? Ohmigod, I just kissed Clay! What's next? Is the world going to end? A blizzard? A hurricane in the middle of Tennessee? 

Author Bio:
Stacey is the New York Times & USA Today Bestselling Author of Second Chances and Shadows of the Past (co-authored with H.M. Ward), the Nashville Nights, Two Sisters and Nashville U series (coming late 2015 from Swoon Romance).
She is also a wife, mother, writer and self-professed bookwhore – not necessarily in that order! As the mother of three growing boys, her Kindle has become her temporary escape from the insanity of boys, dogs and her husband. Stacey can usually be found curled up with her iPad when she’s supposed to be writing or creating endless Spotify playlists!


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